How do I describe this blog?
A line from "Old School" with a minor tweak.
"My friends, this is a safe place. A place where we can feel free sharing our feelings. Think of my blog as a nest in a tree of trust and understanding. We can say anything here."

Friday, May 16, 2014

Band Aid

I took a trip to the rotten, shitty, guilt-filled area of parenthood yesterday.
I don't want to get into details but I just didn't have one of my better days as a dad.
I woke up this morning still feeling pretty awful about the way I handled things with the kiddos.
As I was getting ready for work, I cut myself shaving and put a band aid on to help the healing process and to avoid getting blood on my shirt.
Living in a house with a 5-year-old and a 2-year-old, we have lots of band aids, which was great for me and my shaving accident. Unfortunately, what was not so great for me was that all of our band aids are adorned with cartoon characters like Jake and the Neverland Pirates or Dora the Explorer.
Well I slapped Dora on my neck and went about my business.
I reminded myself on the way to work to remember to take off that band aid so I didn't walk into the office wearing a pink band aid.
As I made my way into work I stopped by to say hello to Connie, one of the ladies that comes in early as well.
We chatted for a few minutes and then I headed over to my desk.
As I took off my back pack, my hand brushed by something on my neck that I was supposed to remember to take off before I went into work.
Good old Dora the Explorer made it all the way into the office with me.
I went back over to Connie's desk to let her know that I normally don't make a habit of wearing my children's band aids to work but I cut myself shaving and didn't have other options.
She just laughed and told me she did indeed notice but didn't want to say anything because she didn't know what kind of morning I was having.
Up to that point, it was okay but then it got a whole lot better because I realized that today is a new day with new opportunities and to make the best out of it.
I am a big believer in signs from the universe.
Sometimes we notice them and sometimes we don't.
Today I was paying attention.
Gracias Dora.

An "Elmo" band aid seems to be all we had in the house for a long time. Don't beat yourself up too much. I think we've all done a few like that, myself included. Just chalk it up as a learning experience.

Parenting is a hit and miss job and I've found that the quicker an apology is made, the faster we can move on. Kids are very forgiving and love us no matter what. And only a real man can rock a pink Dora bandaid.